Dark.
No lights, no people, and no freedom.
Just dark.
"Bring officer here."
Whilst scanning the room to see who was talking, Sally noticed she was confined in a chair with handcuffs tied to both her arms and a seat. Around her were walls painted black creating an eerie atmosphere. The room appeared to be minimally decorated, as the absence of actual furniture besides the two chairs was quite puzzling.
"Where were you at 11pm last Saturday?" The officer asked.
"How am I supposed to remember?" Sally said.
The officer shook his head. "Answer the question. Where were you at 11pm last Saturday?"
"I was in the Debate House." After grabbing a clipboard, the officer began to write.
"And if we ask others if you were at the Debate House would they say the same?"
Sally nodded.
Simple. If that was the only questions the police were asking, Sally thought she had no reason to worry so much. Perhaps the police took every word she said in truth.
Not that she left any important details.
"So then what's this?" The officer picked up a small jar with sodium chloride written in bold.
Oh no. Why did I leave it there?
"I don't know what that is. Are you saying it's mine?"
The officer raised an eyebrow. "No. I didn't say it was yours. But it looks like you've admitted it is yours so..."
"So what?" Sally snapped.
"We are yet to find the cause of Knight's death. Until we do, you'll be staying in custody. If in trial we do find you guilty, you'll be swiftly executed."
Her heart dropped. Suddenly all the objects in the room became blurry.
Execution?
A horrible sick feeling erupted in her stomach, and the taste of her breakfast began creeping up her body. Her teeth clenched together in agony.
The realisation crept upon the young woman.
Her days were numbered.
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Death at Knight.
Mystery / Thriller"He's dead. Dead. Dead." The world is run by one man who is the President of The United Earth. With policies that seem to make the world a better place for many people, it seems clear why President Knight thinks he's got the presidency in the bag a...
